When my "senior" parents recently lost their dog of 13 years, my siblings quickly encouraged them to get a new pal. Mind you, I thought an older dog would be perfect, matching the pace of my parents' lifestyle. But along came this bouncing, curious puppy with all her overwhelming, energetic charm. Of course, I use the word charm; my parents would call it otherwise. She has kept them hopping, jumping, cursing and "occasionally" laughing, as she tugs and digs her way through home and garden. (Don't worry, Mom & Dad, she'll outgrow this in a FEW years!)